Chapter Six
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Did It Again
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Much to Sakura's relief the training in ANBU wasn't as bad as the training she took in order to make it in. She enjoyed her sparing sessions with Kakashi and she was even getting along with Kimura and his teammate Kochi. The sword lessons with Itachi were thankfully cut short due to his being called away on a mission and Sakura found herself getting better with a katana under the tutelage of another Taichou. This brightened her introduction to ANBU immensely and it seemed like things had settled into a routine at last as she made her way to the Uchiha household, due to meet with Sasuke and Naruto before they went for their usual spar.
She wasn't nervous entering the house, feeling more than relieved that Itachi had been away on a mission for the last two weeks. She plopped herself down on a chair in the kitchen, whilst Naruto raided Sasuke's fridge and said man stood fixing his hair in the mirror. Sakura watched Sasuke with morbid fascination as to how he could be bothered attempting to style his hair when they were going for a spar.
Another fifteen minutes passed and Sakura's patience was wearing thin.
"Jese, how vain are you." She snapped rising from her seat walking over and ruffling Sasuke's fifteen minutes of work. "Come on." She snapped and Sasuke looked at his reflection in horror as she ruined his hair.
"You'll wish you didn't do that." He said chasing after her as they raced through the streets of the expansive Uchiha compound, ignoring the cries of the elderly Uchiha mumbling insults about the younger generation.
Reaching the private training grounds of Sasuke's complex Sakura skidded to a halted as he caught up to her, wasting no time in pulling out his katana making a swing for her as she swiftly pulled out her own blade blocking his attack. The metal clashed as Naruto lazily walked into the grounds, still eating his chicken drumstick whist he watched his teammate's battle out blade to blade.
Naruto was not so proficient with a sword either, although it meant little to him as plopped down on the ground for a snooze in the hot summer weather. Sasuke came at Sakura fiercely and she likewise, it was harder to train with the sun so hot on their backs, the tight black uniform attracting the heat further.
Sakura was breathing heavy and in a flash, one split second of lack in concentration and she was on the ground, with Sasuke's body weight above her - his sword at her throat. She groaned as he had caught her off guard and pinned her to the ground with an infuriating smirk.
"You know your brother says you too soft on me." Laughed Sakura as Sasuke removed the sword from her neck and sat back offering her a hand up.
"Complaining Sakura?" questioned the dark voice that made the hairs on Sakura's arms stand in defence.
"Of course not captain." She smoothly replied back as the man stopped before the pair of them.
"I'll have you know I don't go soft on anyone." Snapped Sasuke at the insult and Itachi merely chuckled.
"Then perhaps you are still too weak." He said harshly as Sakura grabbed a hold of Sasuke before he made any foolish moves.
"He's just winding you up Sasuke." Sakura said quietly to the man beside her as Itachi disappeared.
"I know." He snapped pulling out of her grip and stalking off in a huff. Sakura stood by herself in silent contemplation before a sleepy Naruto dodged over to her.
"Where did Sasuke go?" he yawned and Sakura slapped him upside the head. "Oww Sakura-chan." He whined rubbing the sore spot.
Itachi was finally back and Sakura stormed out of the Uchiha complex in a foul mood. It had been nearly three weeks since that stupid kiss and she had yet to get an explanation or anything out of the man. Not that she had necessarily tried after it had happened all she wanted to do was distance herself from him and then he ended up being given a mission. It had played on her mind too much and she needed answers. The thought suddenly struck her that perhaps he was ignoring it because he regretted kissing her.
A kiss really wasn't a big deal. Maybe she had done something wrong; that night seemed so fuzzy in her mind she couldn't be sure. No, Itachi was not the type of person to act if he wasn't sure about it. Did that mean he wanted her then? She couldn't see Itachi kissing her for no apparent reason...although he was an extremely strange person. Perhaps all he wanted from her was a kiss. Sakura began to doubt herself and wondered if it was all in her head; that perhaps she was over thinking things so much because of her own deluded feelings for the man.
This was not how she intended to spend her day; stuck puzzling over a dumb Uchiha and his freakishly soft lips.
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Sakura plopped herself down in a chair opposite Ino at their usual café meeting. It was late in the afternoon, the heat having graciously lifted slightly.
"What's up your ass." Ino smirked watching her best friend fidget and glare at nothing in particular.
"Nothing." She said all too quick as Ino's smirk deepened.
"Right." The blonde dragged "Is it do with ANBU?" she questioned quietly and Sakura pondered for a moment on whether to fill her best friend in on the Itachi incident. After a moment she decided not to, Ino was known for blabbing things she ought not to when inebriated.
"Yea, it's just some guy is really annoying me." Sakura replied feeling happy that she wasn't totally lying.
"What did he do?" inquired Ino flicking through the pages of the glossy magazine before her.
"He kissed me a few weeks back and has been ignoring me ever since." Sakura said as Ino sharply looked up from her magazine.
"You never told me this!" snapped the woman angrily and Sakura shrugged her shoulders.
"Well I'm telling you now, I need your advice." Sakura said feeling desperate at this point.
"Well do you like him?" asked Ino and Sakura paused, did she? She was thinking about him constantly but his irritating behaviour and high and mighty attitude annoyed her to no end.
"I don't think so." Sakura replied not feeling confidant in her answer.
"Then why is it bugging you so much?" she said returning to her magazine. This clearly was not going anywhere; Ino didn't understand the enormity of just who that kiss was from.
Her mood did not lift within the remaining hours of the evening, if anything it only got worse. She stomped through the streets aimlessly taking her anger out on the ground. She didn't realise where she was until she was back the familiar block of apartments she'd visited not too long ago. It was the first thing to lift her spirits all day. The thought of having her own apartment.
It was too late to try and ask the land lord to show her around so Sakura tried the front doors fruitlessly. It was locked and the only way of access was to buzz for someone. Sakura stood for a minute viewing the block before thinking to check was there a fire escape at the back. She felt very suspicious creeping around the back of the building but all she wanted was to peak a view into a few of the apartments to give her a feel of what it would be like living there.
Pulling on the metal ladder she made quick work of climbing it and reached the first floor. To her dismay the curtains had been pulled on most of the windows so she climbed further seeing a dull light from a room on the third floor. Landing silently she approached the window where the light glowed, not wanting to seem like a burglar she cautiously peaked round the edge of the window to get a view of the room and immediately regretted said action.
Her heart stopped as time itself seemed to freeze. She had not seen what she had just seen, it was impossible. Not only was it impossible but it was also just plain wrong. She had obviously seen the wrong person so she once again peered around the window edge and retracted her view within an instant.
She wasn't seeing things and it wasn't wrong. Her captain was having sex, with a woman, in her apartment block.
Sakura was at a loss for words, a part of her was extremely disturbed while another part of her was shamefully turned on. She had seen Itachi's naked chest where the covers of the bed sheets fell and his hair loosely falling as he rode the woman beneath him. He looked unbelievably sexy as much as she hated to admit it. Sakura quickly jumped down from her spot outside his window and raced at full speed until she got home.
She panted heavily closing the door to her bedroom. The image of a naked Itachi wouldn't leave her just who the hell was he having sex with anyways. Sakura was mortified there was no way she would be able to look him in the eyes again, she was already shaken in his presence and how she had this to think about. Sakura shuddered.
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Itachi swore he saw something in the window as he thrust hard into the woman below him but he was too wrapped up in his pleasure seeking to notice. The woman beneath him was a shinobi from kirigakure, visiting the village for two days. It was only women like this that Itachi would allow himself to be with, people who did not know him personally.
The whole time he was having sex with the moaning woman he couldn't take his mind away from Sakura and it disturbed him further that as he thought about her, the sensations ricocheting around his insides increased exponentially. He imagined it was Sakura beneath him as he picked up his pace with the request of the woman. He pictured it was her long pink haired fanned across his bed as she looked radiant with a sheen of sweat across her chest. It was more than Itachi could take as he came hard, biting his lip to prevent himself screaming out Sakura's name.
He couldn't believe this had happened to him he glanced down at the woman on his bed who had her eyes closed blissfully unaware of what had happened. He had came from thinking about Sakura, this was worse than he had realised. He pulled out of the woman and swiftly showed her the door as she fired him several choice words for being so ungentle-man-like but he didn't care. The feelings he was experiencing scared Itachi and he immediately hit the shower to wash off the scent and smell of the woman.
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There was a creak at Sakura's bedroom window and she stilled setting down the medical text in her hand. Her heart began to race and as she waited for whomever it was to make their appearance. Silently Itachi landed in the floor of her room and Sakura's eyes went wide, his hair was free from its usual tie and his shirt was barely buttoned, he looked devastatingly handsome and he looked at her with such intensity Sakura thought her eyes would burn.
"What are you-" She said but was cut off hastily as Itachi was suddenly on her bed, on top of her. His arms were paced either side of her head and his knees sunk the bed at her hips. Sakura couldn't breathe, his face was inches from her own and his body was hovering just above her, she could feel the tingling sensations in her lower region and she wanted to groan already.
"Itach-"
"Shhh." He hushed her and her voice died instantly. "You were spying on me Sakura?" He said lustfully and she blushed, he had seen her.
"I didn't mean to I-"
"Shhh." He whispered again.
Itachi bowed his head allowing his lips to touch hers so teasingly, her bottom lip quivered and he smirked. He fully kissed her at the request of said quivering lip and she struggled holding back the noises her throat was threatening to spill. Hesitantly Sakura reached up and sunk her hands into his thick black hair. The man groaned slipping a tongue between her lips and he lowered his hips against her own, allowing his body to fall flush against hers.
This time however, Sakura was unsuccessful in her attempts to hide her pleasure and a long moan rumbled from her mouth muffled by his own. He rocked his hips into her burning core and she groaned again, he pulled away from kissing her mouth to sucking on her neck and Sakura ran her hands down the shirt he wore making very easy work of undoing the one button he had done. He paused and pulled off the obtrusion looking down at Sakura lustfully in her tight pink vest and hot pants pyjamas. Sakura mimicked his actions removing her own top allowing her breasts to bounce freely which Itachi wasted no time in pulling into his mouth.
Sakura arched her back in bliss as he skilfully sucked and kissed her nipples his hot wet mouth treating them with such attention as she hummed appreciatively. His other hand tickled her skin as it trailed down her stomach to her pants cupping her womanhood, causing Sakura to roll her hips further into his touched. She could feel him grin with satisfaction knowing the woman below him was so worked up. He stopped his ministrations again as he undid his pants removing them and Sakura grinned at him as he had foregone wearing underwear.
His hard erection rubbing against her covered mound had the juices flowing embarrassingly from her core. She wanted him bad as he worked his mouth on her neck and Sakura arched herself into his touch, loving the sensation of her nipples grazing his chest.
"Itachi." She whispered as her hummed against her throat. "Please." She whimpered feeling so needy, it had been too long since she last had sex.
"Please what?" he smirked rocking his hips into her with more force.
"Please just fuck me already." She growled with the actions of his hips.
"As the lady wishes." He replied pulling down her pants with amazing speed positioning him before her. Sakura shivered with anticipation as he lowered himself into her soaking core, he moaned as her tight walls coaxed him in clinging to his member painfully tight.
"God Sakura you're so tight." He moaned pushing in and out of her not sure how long he would last. She hummed in reply wrapping her legs around his waist so he could penetrate her deeper. His thrusts became faster and Sakura moaned loudly rocking her hips in time with his thrusting, she wasn't going to last much longer as his hands began toying with her nipples again.
"Itachi; faster." She coaxed him her hands gripping the sheet of her bed tightly as she felt her walls beginning to contract. Her groaning became louder and more frequent as his did too, he was thrusting in and out of her hard and fast as her walls clamped painfully down signalling her orgasm along with the embarrassingly loud noise from her mouth. It didn't take Itachi long before his own orgasm hit him and Sakura laid panting and sweating on the bed.
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Sakura gasped and sprung up in the bed, shaking from the dream she just had, her pants shamefully soaked from the erotic stimulation. She pushed off her covers and headed straight for the shower to remove the sweat and fluid gathered in her underwear. This was getting out of control, having unbelievably sexual dreams about her captain would only serve to distract her and create unnecessary sexual tension when he was around. Sakura forced her mind to think of something other than his sexy body as she washed away the evidence of her dream.
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"Haruno, you're getting worse." Snapped Itachi as Akemi caught her on the arm with his blade. She chose not to answer or voice that it was the man himself causing her lack of coordination or straight thinking at that current moment in time.
"Take a break." He said addressing his group and Sakura trailed her finger over her cut as it knit back together effortlessly.
Shisui came up beside Sakura, taking a seat next to her whilst Itachi walked off to talk to another senior looking teacher.
"Something wrong Sakura-Chan, you seem distracted." He asked as she slumped her shoulders.
"It's nothing." She replied as the man beside her stared holes into her head.
"You can always talk to me." He pressed and Sakura shook her head laughing.
"I'm ok Shisui really." She smiled trying to ease the man's attempts to get information out of her.
"Its Itachi isn't it." He said and Sakura froze, she tried to relax before Shisui noticed anything.
"What?" she asked keeping the panic from seeping out of her voice.
"He can be such a hard ass and for some reason he's especially picking on you." He said and Sakura relaxed, then mentally slapped herself for thinking otherwise. Seriously all this business about Itachi was quite literally in her head, the only thing to have happened between them was a kiss. She wanted to slap herself when she realised the truth of the situation, she fancied Itachi.
"Yea, kinda." Was her vague reply as Itachi made his way back over to the team. Sakura prepared herself for more criticism but was pleasantly surprised when he announced their session was over for the day.
"Nice one." Shisui grinned pushing himself off the ground giving Sakura a helping hand when Konohas most infamous duo appeared.
"Sakura-chan." Grinned Naruto mischievously and Sakura narrowed her eyes.
"Naruto." She replied evenly and his grin widened.
"What cha doin' tonight?" he asked singing back and forth.
"No." She said flatly as Sasuke and Naruto exchanged glances.
"But it's your birthday tomorrow!" he exclaimed disbelievingly.
"We had this conversation a few weeks ago, I don't want a party. My parents are having a meal with me and that's all." She said remembering a particularly heated argument with Ino as her blonde friend complained about it was her only excuse for getting drunk.
"I know but your twenty-one, that's like a milestone!" he said pleading with the woman but Sakura was determined.
"Your so stubborn." Sasuke pitched in and her temper flared immediately.
"I'm stubborn, that's rich!" she snapped and Sasuke glared at her.
"You're the one refusing to go to her own birthday."
"I'm having a family dinner."
"Yea cause every twenty one year old stays in with their parents."
"You would know mommas-boy." There was a silence at Sakuras last retort as Naruto and Shisui looked on terrified.
"What did you just say?" Sakura had crossed the line upon which all their teammates steered well clear of. Sasuke did not take kindly to being teased over the overly fond attentions of his mother and the aura emanating from him cooled the air.
"Sasuke I'm sorry I didn-" She was cut off by Sasuke's sudden laughter and her temper flared again.
"What's so funny." She snapped her hip jutting to the side in irritation.
"You." He said turning his back on the crowd "Be at the Jounin lounge at nine, were all gona be there."
Naruto smiled happily following his teammate giving Sakura a wave as she stood dumbly at what had just happened.
"I'll see you tonight then Sakura-Chan." Shisui winked as she was left alone in the training grounds.
Sakura mumbled her complaints all the way home as she stormed into the living room, her parents giving her worrying glances when she picked up the phone and viciously pushed the digits she needed.
"Pig, be here at seven."
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As requested Ino landed at Sakura's house laden with the majority of her wardrobe and vanity. Sakura was in no mood to celebrate being twenty one when she had other, disturbing things playing on her mind. Certain Uchiha things.
She relaxed as Ino began working on her long pink hair tugging and pulling it gently until it fell softly around her face with a loose wave to it. Her makeup was simple, her heavy lined and mascara coated lashes caused her green orbs to stand out against her pale skin, with a hint of blush to create 'an alluring look' Ino had said. The clear gloss on her lips was enough so as to let the midnight blue halter neck dress to speak for itself. Its lace neck revealed just enough to catch the attention of her cleavage and the patent black heels gave her legs the impression of being twice as long as they were.
Ino stood back to admire her work and let out a wolf whistle.
"Every boy will be on their knees before you." She said staring Sakura up and down, to which the pink haired woman laughed and waved her hand.
"Yea right, now will you hurry up it's nearly nine."
Sakura felt knots twist in her stomach as she and Ino approached the doors of the Jounin lounge and Sakura couldn't help but wonder was her captain going to be on the other side of said doors. Ino reached forward pushing them open as the heat washed over them. She walked confidently pulling Sakura by the hand to their group of friends at the bar.
"Sakura-Chan! Happy Birthday!" shouted Naruto pulling her into a much expected hug, she pulled away from him as Sasuke wished her happy birthday pulling her into another hug. She thought it was never going to end as person upon person offered her birthday wishes.
After an exhausting entrance to her 'party' she finally made it to the bar where she and Ino proceeded to order shots. Sakura hadn't gone out with the intention of drinking too much, it was only enough to relieve the stresses in her mind. Finally feeling the effects she dragged Ino on the dance floor as the girls danced back to back. TenTen and Hinata had even joined in on their taking over of the dance floor.
"Sasuke." Sakura called out in a sing-song voice as the man was stood rigidly at the bar, "Come on!" she yelled as he was the only one not dancing.
"I'm ok here." He said impassively as she weaved her way over and grabbed his hands.
"You owe me." She grinned mischievously leading him onto the dance floor.
"Yea, yea." He sighed twirling her casually as she laughed. "Itachi better have said happy birthday to you." He said glancing around the room for his brother not realising Sakura had stopped dancing.
"Itachi's here?" she said her thoughts meshing together too fast to make sense.
"Yea, he's been here all night." Replied Sasuke as Sakura stalked off the dance floor and Sasuke shrugged feeling Naruto tug on his hand leading him back to the bar.
Watching Sakura as she had walked into the bar caused Itachi's eyes to roam hungrily over her body without his being able to stop them. Her tight dress hugging her like it was made for her and he couldn't stop the pang of jealously as every other male around him did the exact same thing. Staying away from her was harder than he expected, she was enjoying herself and he didn't want to ruin her night but when he saw her dancing with his little brother, he watched closely. His brother told her he was here and he for once thanked his brother for setting up Itachi's next move. Sakura stormed off the dance floor and he smirked as she exited the lounge.
She just wanted to leave, to get out of the room to breathe. What did that jerk think he was doing interrupting her party? She sighed closing her eyes allowing the mild breeze to calm her down as she leant against the wall outside. She heard footsteps beside her but she assumed they were someone from the lounge coming out for air like herself, not the person she least wanted to see.
When she felt a body suddenly press flush against her own pining her to the wall, her eyes shot open and she channelled chakra to her fists. She stopped once it became apparent who it was that was so intimately invading her space.
"Itachi." She whispered her thoughts becoming hazy with lust at the man before her. There was a voice in her head screaming at her to kick his ass and return to the party but her dream the night previously jumped to the forefront of her mind and it did little to quell the burning feeling between her legs.
"Sakura." he whispered huskily leaning forward to claim her lips like she wanted him to. Her hands quickly found their way to the base of his neck and he pushed his pelvis further into her hips. His hands slowly ran up and down her sides before he took her breasts in his palms, kneading them softly causing Sakura to groan and rock her hips into his own. She swore she felt him smirk.
His lips worked sensually against her own; sucking on her tongue and tasting every possible inch of her mouth. His hips were unmercifully grinding against her heat and Sakura was growing impatient at his dragged out actions. He wanted him and just when she was about to voice her concerns his knee slipped between her legs spreading them. This simple action caused Sakura to moan into his mouth and the man grinned.
His hands which had previously been attending to her breasts slipped down to her thighs. His left hand worked slowly dragging up and down her inner thigh, the length of her dress doing little to hide her modesty. His thumb dragged teasingly up her thigh coming close to her already soaked panties where it stopped and moved back down again. Her leg twitched in irritation as Sakura impulsively reached down and took his hand in her own, guiding it back up her thigh.
Itachi stopped kissing the wound up woman and laughed, her swollen lips and flushed face looked breath taking as the moonlight lit up her eyes.
"So tense Sakura." He purred kissing the uncovered section of her neck feeling her pulse throb hard against his mouth.
"Itachi, stop messing with me." She growled the sexual frustration too much for her to take as his hand rested at the top of her thigh unmoving.
"Shh." He hushed her with his lips and she had an intense flashback of the dream. His hand was moving so sudden she did realise it until a sharp wave of pleasure hit her as his finger pressed down hard on her clit. Sakura's hips rolled involuntarily against his fingers and he complied with her actions rubbing her sore spot as she panted and mewled into his shoulder, as his mouth continued its actions on her neck.
His pace quickened the faster he felt her pulse vibrate and Itachi was losing control of himself, he was sure she could feel the hard bulge pressing into her thigh as he pleasured the woman. When he felt she was coming close, his fingers moved further south and there as a satisfying feeling when he felt her breath hitch in anticipation. He pushed her underwear to the one side of her lips as he dragged his finger into her wetness, smearing it over her labia as she bit back a groan. He then sunk a digit into the wet cavern and her walls were already tightening around him.
She was so aroused; it made his own erection throb at the thought. He pumped his finger in and out of her, moving from kissing her neck to her lips, wanting to taste her as she was coming close to her orgasm. The walls of her womanhood began tightening around his finger as her core was thrown into a spasm and she pulled away from his kiss to bury her head on his shoulder as she shuddered and panted, riding off the high whilst he slowed down his thrusts until her contracting stopped.
He removed his fingers and pulled her lacy lingerie until they covered her once again. Itachi wanted nothing more than to slam into the woman, taking her against the wall and relieving his own aching desires but there was something about Sakura that stopped him. He knew that leaving her hanging now would infuriate the woman once again but he couldn't help but find her frustrations amusing.
"Happy Birthday Sakura." he said before disappearing causing the woman to slide down the wall, her legs like jelly after his ministrations.
It took Sakura a delusional moment to realise what had just occurred and she slammed her palm against her forehead. He had done it again.
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Thank you for all the wonderful reviews!
Although I seem to be getting very little reviews compared to how many alerts and favorites this fiction is on!
A/N 07/08/2012
So far the reviews have been wonderful on this chapter but I think everyone is taking the whole Itachi sleeping with some one else in the wrong way. It was an important moment in this chapter, it changed both their perspectives, Sakura now see Itachi as a sexual being and a man she wants to be with. Itachi also now realizes that its Sakura he would rather be having sex with.
Also, Itachi is not going to sleep with some random kunoichi if it would put his village at risk, come on he's Itachi...
So that's an extra note from me, don't think that scene was 'EWW' because it was important! haha